Category: Survival

The Air That I Breathe

The Air That I Breathe

Breathing tentatively taking in air slowly
Allowing oxygen to travel to the brain
Steadying, remembering 
Words form on quivering lips and the sound
of a shaky voice fills the dark and vacant room
Coming slowly at first but as air
is taken deep into lungs
The monochrome space becomes technicolor
and I am muzzled no more


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Sarah is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and she has promoted us with the
four elements, Fire, Air, Water and Earth.

Into the Wallpaper

Into the Wallpaper

When did it happen? I do not recall
Thrilled at how intertwined our lives
had become in the short time
we had been together
Thinking of myself less and less
Putting you always front and center
It made me happy to do things for you
and you basked in the sunshine of my giving

One day I realized I no longer saw my friends
Making excuses to my family why I couldn’t see them
Noticing how others no longer addressed me
Everything was directed to you instead
I had become insignificant, isolated
It was as if I had disappeared into the wallpaper
Unseen, unheard, living in your shadow
This was your plan from the beginning


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Stream of Consciousness Saturday - Wallpaper

Animal Instincts

Animal Instincts

Your presence noticeable
With looks and charm
Engaging those around you, but,
you know that I know who you really are

Ignoring my icy stare you laugh
maybe just a little too loud
so I might hear you having a good time
But that is wasted on me

Sly as a fox and twice as cunning
Strategic in circling your prey
You will likely ensnare an unsuspecting hen
from the coop this night

Your antics are predictable
And yes, my view of you is negative
To me you are, and always will be,
just a big, fat zero


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Word Prompts

Fox - RDP
Negative - FOWC
Zero - Stream of Consciousness


Riptide

Riptide

Swimming in your troubled waters
I am caught in a riptide
which pulls me from the safety of the shore
Struggling in its undertow and 
unable to hold on to you any longer
I feel you slipping through my arms
as I am carried away from you
and your tempestuous sea of anger
Not knowing where I will be taken
I am scared, my arms flailing to stay afloat
My heart yearns for an emotional life raft
to cling to before surrendering to the currents
I pray for peace wherever the tide takes me


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 Bjorn is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets

Out of the Groove – A Quadrille

Out of the Groove

Over time, with circumstances
pushing us in different directions, 
our groove has been smoothed out
We no longer fall into each other
Instead with our balance regained
we stand independently 
Me, strong without your weight
pulling me down
You, floundering because you never tried


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De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets
She has prompted us with "Groove"  Any which way we want to use it.
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.

Duplicitous

Duplicitous

The outward signs of wealth
and social belonging
attracts those vacuous types
in search of foolish things

Talk can be impressive
to those unable to read
between the lines
of your thin veneer

For there under that surface
is a two-headed monster
showing different faces
Color me cynical


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Word Prompts

Stream of Consciousness - Color
Word of the Day - Impressive
FOWC - Vacuous
RDP - Foolish Things

Edge of Extinction

Edge of Extinction

Flirting with the ocean
Standing on jagged rocks
Daring it to dress her
with its beauty
To take her completely
Into its arms
and hold her down
until she could breathe
no more
Teasing and begging
for the attention
Wishing to surrender
to its power but,
her lover not receptive
 
Screaming above the waves
of anger lashing at rocks
her voice fell, unheard
The night dark and broody
but a velvet sky pushed back
the lingering curtain of clouds
Silence fell with a halted wind
and the angry sea
slowed its breath to a whisper
Tempt me no longer, it said
You use me to dull your pain
but I will not take you this night
Instead I will wash it away
So you may live another day
 
 
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Lisa is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has
prompted us with "Edge" and "Fringe".  I am sharing
a reworked poem that I had written several years ago.
I think it works for this challenge. 

Image by Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay

Going, Going, Gone

Going, Going, Gone

Going
I’m leaving home
I said defiantly
when I was four
but I stayed
 
Going
I’m leaving here
I said defensively
when I was a teen
but I stayed
 
Gone
I’m leaving you
I said dispassionately
when I was married
and so I went
 
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De Jackson (AKA Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting D'Verse Poets
Monday Quadrille and has prompted us with "Go"
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding
the title.

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay 
 

Internal Conflict

Internal Conflict

Battle weary
and scarred
Yet neither side retreats
Surrender off the table
Warring sides
of lovers
Ugly and vicious
Fighting for life
For dignity
For children
For peace
that never comes
because there is
no winner 
in a conflict
of emotions
Lawyers will
ultimately
award the prize 
of lost dreams
 
 
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Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets Pub tonight and
has prompted us with 'War"

Image by Iván Tamás from Pixabay 
 

Achromatic Existence

Achromatic Existence

Your blackness
sullies my clear mind
My whiteness dilutes
your darkness
to a neutral grey
Clinging to
a colorless world
that has become
the oxygen
we breathe
into this dysfunctional
codependency
An anemic sadness
void of pigment
Trust severed
like an amputated
albinistic limb
Limping through an
achromatic existence

 
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Reena's Exploration Challenge #147 - Colorless World

Trust - Word of the Day

Promote Monday Go Dog Go Cafe

Image by Saurabh G from Pixabay
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